The next (日rì) sub was much calmer for Qin Yun.

Since Qin Yun killed the three of the Imperial Wind Martial Emperor, the bearded captain also found Qin Yun, but not to find Qin Yun's trouble, but to hire Qin Yun as the Martial Emperor to escort this time.

Qin Yun thought that the three great martial emperors had already been killed by him, so naturally someone had to take on the task of escorting them to the sea, so he agreed.

After that, the bearded captain arranged Qin Yun and Yan Siqi to the VIP area on the second floor of the cabin, Qin Yun had no opinion on this, as long as Yan Siqi could live comfortably.

Time flickered into ten days, and during these ten days, Qin Yun would come to the deck every day and sit on the bow of the ship, feeling the artistic conception of the wind genus (sex xìng).

Once a desolate beast attacks, they will be directly killed by Qin Yun, and as long as the people around see Qin Yun sitting there, they will avoid it and not disturb him.

On the thirteenth day of going to sea, Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat as usual, feeling the artistic conception of the wind genus (sex xìng).

After these ten days of unremitting efforts, Qin Yun has all reached the perfection realm of the three genera (sex xìng) artistic conceptions of the wind and entered the level of the wonderful realm.

What Qin Yun had to do now was to fuse the artistic conception of the three winds and create his strongest sword move.

Qin Yun sat on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed, and the sea breeze continued to blow on his (身 shēn), but the strange thing was that the wind on his (身shēn) seemed to be attracted, lingering around him to form a whirlwind that could not leave.

This strange scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the deck, and everyone showed surprised looks.

"What kind of artistic conception is this, why is it so wonderful. ”

"I can't see it, it's a bit like the change of the wind, but it has the smell of the wind. ”

"Cut, what Emperor Qin Yunwu comprehended, how can you see and understand, I estimate that Emperor Qin Yunwu's realm has reached a point that we can't imagine. ”

"I think so, but Emperor Qin Yunwu is really hardworking, he comes to the bow of the boat every day to comprehend the artistic conception, he is so powerful at such a young age, it is definitely not just because of his high talent. ”

......

The crowd whispered, qr1

However, at this moment, Qin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and his body flew out like a sword from the string, holding the Ziyuan Soft Sword, suspended above the sea.

An invisible whirlwind still lingered over him (身shēn), blowing the sea beneath his feet, forming a small whirlpool.

"Look, Emperor Qin Yunwu is practicing his sword, this is a good opportunity. ”

I don't know who shouted, everyone ran to the bow of the boat, and they all stared at Qin Yun who was suspended on the sea.

Chen Mengxi was also shocked, standing at the window on the third floor and looking out.

When she saw Qin Yun's proud (body shēn) figure standing with a sword, her face also showed a hint of surprise.

At this moment, Qin Yun was holding the Ziyuan Soft Sword, his eyes were indifferent, and an incomparably fierce momentum emanated from Qin Yun (body shēn), and the invisible sword intent emanated from Qin Yun's (body shēn), and the Ziyuan Long Sword in his hand was gradually covered with a layer of cyan light.

The cyan sword light was not particularly dazzling, but it exuded incomparably terrifying fluctuations, and the fluctuations seemed to open like water waves.

Killing Intent!

Killing intent in substance!

Everyone's hearts were cold, and this materialized killing intent was as if the incomparably cold wind in winter (日rì) was blowing on them, making them feel as if they were covered with ice from head to toe.

"Integrate the strong sword intent into the wind, and then emanate from the sword and spread in the form of the wind?" Chen Mengxi also showed an extremely surprised look on his face in the cabin on the third floor.

She is also a sword practitioner, and she has also comprehended the sword intent.

It's just that she didn't expect that Qin Yun's comprehension of sword intent would now far surpass him.

At this moment, Qin Yun's sword intent had reached a point where he could do whatever he wanted, fusing his sword intent with the artistic conception of the wind, which created such a terrifying killing intent.

Chen Mengxi didn't dare to imagine what kind of power Qin Yun's next sword slash would have.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Qin Yun on the sea in the distance, with excitement, panic, and awe in their hearts, and all kinds of feelings (情qíng) were intertwined, and there was a feeling that they might come.

Qin Yun's eyes were indifferent, and his mind recalled the artistic conception of the fusion of wind that he had comprehended before.

The purple abyss in his hand was raised slightly, and suddenly the sea surface began to change drastically.

The whirlpool under his feet began to enlarge instantly, forming a huge cavity with a diameter of several hundred meters, and the depth reached a thousand meters.

Everyone was stunned, and they felt their hearts shaken deeply.

Just a single starting move made the sea surface tumble, forming a huge whirlpool of hundreds of meters, is this the power that the Martial Emperor level can have?

Qin Yun didn't pay attention to the gazes of the people around him, at this moment he was completely immersed in the perception after the fusion of the artistic conception of the wind, and the Ziyuan long sword in his hand let out a trembling sound of distance, and the sword intent rushed into the sky.

The clouds in the sky suddenly seemed to be cut open, revealing a huge hole, and the sun was shining.

"Wind Kill!"

At this moment, Qin Yun suddenly let out a cold drink.

A sword strikes!

The cyan sword instantly snatched out the sword, and with an incomparably terrifying power, it flew quickly along the sea.

The sea surface suddenly seemed to be cut open, and the sea water parted on both sides, stirring up waves thousands of feet high, but the sword still flew into the distance, and finally exploded ten thousand meters away, with a loud sound like nine days of thunder falling to the ground.

All of them were stunned, they had already guessed that the power of Qin Yunwu's sword would be huge, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

"Boom!"

The waves that were knocked away fell to the surface of the sea with a bang, and there was a roaring sound, and even the huge ship thousands of meters away from the waves was almost overturned, so you can imagine how powerful this sword is.

They didn't dare to imagine that if this sword fell on a person (身shēn), it would instantly strangle the person into mud.

The lore of the wind, a well-deserved lore sword.

Chen Mengxi's beautiful eyes also showed a hint of surprise, and the young man in front of him had grown a lot more than before.

"The power of this sword after the fusion of the artistic conception of the wind was not expected to be so great, it was comparable to the full force of the powerhouse in the early stage of the condensation. Qin Yun looked at the scene he had created, and nodded with satisfaction.

With this move, his strength has risen to a new level, and the powerhouses in the early stage of the Condensation Dao can no longer pose any threat to him.

Qin Yun withdrew the Ziyuan Long Sword and prepared to return to the giant ship.

"Roar!"

However, at this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the sea under Qin Yun's feet.

I saw a huge (body shēn) body instantly breaking through the sea, and the huge mouth like an abyss swallowed directly towards Qin Yun's mouth, with a crazy suction force on the giant mouth.

Qin Yun was suddenly startled, and after (body shēn) the wings of the dragon unfolded, the agility of the wind instantly superimposed, and the speed soared to the extreme, which was the only way to avoid this huge mouth.

The giant beast didn't bite Qin Yun, and the huge (身shēn) body fell to the surface of the sea, setting off huge waves, and the huge (身shēn) body was three hundred zhang long.

"Demon beasts?"

Qin Yun's brows furrowed instantly.